May I Have this Dance?

A shy young man musters up his courage one evening and forces himself to go to a dance being held in his small town. Drawing in a deep, calming breath, he wipes his damp palms on the front of his tan dress pants and walks through the door.
For the first part of the evening, he simply does reconnaissance. He sips his cola, nursing it until the ice cubes have melted and he’s drinking slightly coloured water. All the time he’s watching, working out the best girl to approach with his request. His eyes are drawn to the flashy ones, the brightly-coloured glittering ones that everyone else’s eyes are drawn to. And finally he works up enough nerve to approach one of them…

couple dancing

I’m blogging today over at the Word Alive Press site. Check out the rest of my post on the subtle dance – and endless perseverance – involved in finding just the right publishing partner for your work:

Press on, my friends. Press on,

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1 Response to May I Have this Dance?

  1. Ruth Coghill says:

    Hmmm. Food for analysis. Hanging in there Sara

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